My mother died twelve years ago, and I still miss her. Today would have been her birthday, had she lived.

Marde Nelson

She was a rock in my life. She raised  my brother and me after my dad died when we were teenagers, and she achieved so many other things in her life.

A graduate of the University of Oklahoma with a master’s degree, she was a social worker, a financial counselor, and an elementary school teacher for 20 years. Born and raised in Oklahoma, she and her husband Delmar, my father, moved to Arizona, then Hayward, California. Hayward is where I grew up.

My mother was a big supporter of my writing, too. At my very first signing for my very first book, Baseball’s Greatest Quotes, we held it in a bookstore in a shopping center in Hayward. Half the people who came, I swear, were friends of hers.

When she died my mother was buried with my father in Golden Gate National Cemetery, the military ceremony in San Bruno. Thanks, Mom, for everything!